Chapter 481 I'm Waiting For You

  Shen Ningbi’s pipa sound was interrupted. She was not angry at all. Looking at her calm look, Feng Qianwei had an ominous premonition.

   "What does this woman want to do?"

  Who is her goal?

   Knowing that her true identity was the apprentice of the evil spirit, Feng Qianwei had a completely different view of her.

  It used to be that she was just a scheming woman who climbed the dragon and attached the phoenix, but now she is a crazy woman.

  What does she mean by playing this pipa?

   "Good! It's really good to play! There is a reward!"

  The Emperor Ziyun regained his senses from the song and immediately spoke.

   "Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty."

  Shen Ningbi bowed, accepted the reward, stepped aside, and sat back on his seat.

   "Who else wants to try? If no one can show the shape of the ancient fan, then I will order this fan to be returned to the treasury."

  The Emperor Ziyun spoke.

"I come!"

  Feng Qianwei immediately spoke.

  If he really let him take away this ancient fan, it would be bad.

   "Qianwei wants to try too, so let's go!"

  The tone of Emperor Ziyun is very gentle, and he is also very hard to make Yun Liangze satisfied.

   "She wants to go too, I think she should be embarrassed too!"

  The Eighth Princess whispered, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly.

  It's just her words, and they are still heard by many people.

   "Ryazawa, do you have any musical instruments?"

   Feng Qianwei asked.

   "There is a piano, which is the Tianlong Demon Qin my mother gave me. My mother said that this is a betrothal gift and can be given to someone I like in the future. Do you want to borrow it?"

   Yun Liangze asked, his mother playing the piano is very beautiful, he liked listening to her mother playing the piano the most when he was a child.

   "Don't don't! I don't borrow it."

  Feng Qianwei shook her head quickly, but what can I do if there is no piano?

  She looked at Yun Liangze's gaze expecting her to borrow the piano, and immediately turned her head.

  She didn't want to lose herself in order to borrow a piano.

   "Forget it, since that peacock wants to listen to that song, then I sing the same."

  She stepped to the ancient fan, then opened her red lips, and slowly sang a beautiful song like a natural sound.

  Although it is just a light humming without any lyrics, the tune is long and long, revealing the ancient charm of time, and it makes people feel like they have gone back to a long, long time ago.

  Her singing is clean and sweet, like a light rain washing the bustling city, and the mountain breeze blowing away the mist. For example, Chunyang meets the swaying streams of water, such as dead branches meets vines and flowers, such as cold night meets Yuehua and clean, such as white snow meets the warmth of the wind.

  As everyone listened to the singing, the entire Linghai seemed to be washed again.

   "Crack!"

   There seemed to be the sound of a broken seal, resounding.

  The ancient fan opened larger on its own, and the peacock carved in the ancient fan turned into a plume of smoke and dust, and then appeared in front of everyone.

  It unfolded its tail feathers in mid-air, and then danced gracefully. The picture was breathtakingly beautiful.

  Feng Qianwei looked at the dancing peacock, as if she had another picture in her mind.

  It was an extremely handsome man, holding a handful of feather yarn in his hand, dancing in Lingbo.

  The lake was full of purple lotus flowers, and he was dressed in blue, fresh as rain.

  He looked at him narrowly, with gentle words in his eyes.

   "The lake is waiting for the wind, ripples, I am waiting for you, and we are dependent on each other."

  The sentence seemed to reach the depths of the soul through time.

  Feng Qianwei looked at him and seemed to see him alone, waiting alone for countless years.

   guarding the wasteland and old age until eternity.

  (End of this chapter)